Hercules shook his head. "Caesar is no priest." Perhaps Caesar for her hadn't risen to power yet, if what she said about different times was true. "He's a cruel military leader set on making the world his." The demigod allowed himself a small smile. "He tried to take over the island of Eire a short time ago from my perspective, but we drove him and his legions off, keeping the land and her people safe." He wasn't trying to get into an argument with Gaia about who was better, Greeks or Romans. "I've never met him personally though." And for that he was grateful.
As they arrived, he looked at the building. It seemed sturdy enough but it hardly seemed fortified. Perhaps some kind god (he kept from snorting at the thought) had enchanted the walls or something to provide protection. Following the beautiful Roman woman up the stairs, he nodded in thanks as she let him into her dwelling.
Looking around, he noticed how kept the room was. Everything seemed to have a place and it was neat. She definitely prided appearances. Spotting the couch, Hercules walked over to it and poked at it, noting it seemed to be rather soft and comfortable. Slowly he eased himself down it. Most chairs he had encountered in his life were wood or stone. But this, it was as if someone had taken a bench and a bed and combined it into one piece of furniture. Fascinating.
Resisting the urge to put his feet up on it and stretch out (he didn't want to dirty this piece of furniture after all), he turned his gaze to Gaia and smiled. "So, what else should I know about this place?" he questioned, his blue eyes filled with his curiosity.